after gobbling up a dawn-announcing rooster
the
hissing python leisurely slipped into the deep woods
spraying poisonous mist on its way
right at this moment
under the cover of smoke bombs
a
group of bayonets are violating in turn
a
tearful flower
at
another corner
a
bunch of pipe-smoking old men
are
plotting in secret on how to purchase
the
virginity of the world
after inhaling a mouthful of soft, moist air
the
poet standing at the top of a high-rise building
exclaims in delight
"what a beautiful morning!"
Appeared in:
Poem
of the Month(2016.4);Poems of the World(Vol.20 #3, Spring 2016);
Taiwan Modern Poetry;